Honey

(álbum: Self Talk - 2016)

Every lover you turn your back on
Turns up new
In someone else's arms
I don't wanna see
Who I am in you

Memories like
Long forgotten clothes
Turns up strangers
And instantly you know
The distance between, the loss, the let go

Who are you now and are you seeing
What you have not what you need
Honey
Honey
Honey
Honey

Friday night
Trying to swap dreams
Conversations with pokie machines
You see yourself in the surface
Of everything

Some beekeeper with a hot shot idea
Fed his bees
Cut price candy cane
Coloured all the honey in this state
Blood red

It all still
Stings with the taste of you
My 3am
Fuck, what-am-doing-with-my-life thought

Who are you now and are you seeing
What you have not what you need
Honey
Honey
Honey
Honey